"when a man is tired of London,he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford" Samuel Johnson.
''başka İstanbul yok''anonim.

13 Nisan 2006

missing him..

we have a long distance relationship.Its hard.Really hard.Different cities.Different countries.Missing him makes me feel upset.I am so lonely without L.Going to bed,sleeping,waking up,eating,drinking is just meaningless.Are you there my lovely ? can you hear me? Oh I know, you are so english.You wouldnt like to show your feelings.Just opposite of me.I have ups and downs.You are pragmatic.I am colourful.You are black and white.In it my dear ?You are not ready to have a baby.Career.Money.Bla bla bla.What about me? I am getting old.So fast.Dont grudge me this.I want one..Missing you makes me feel down.Pessimistic.Sad.Depressive.I am stronger when you are next to me.I am the king of the world when you smile at me.You ve got the best smile in the world.Melting me..missing him makes me feel like a poet.I can write down here some romantic words.Doesnt matter we both dont like poems.I love watching him when he gets up in the bed,yawning,cuddling me,like a baby.missing you makes me feel stronger,I know I ll see you soon..distance might make us weak,we might argue on the phone but this doesnt change anything,you know me you know I am emotinal..I dont wanna seem like a silly girl,ok last words,he is my heart.he is my all..everything will be great,soon very soon..